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Chapter 44: Just Like When We Were Children
Qin Feng Yi had always known that Huo Li Ruo was cold to her, even distanced and rejected her, but she attributed all this to his hatred for her aunt.
But she didn’t expect to hear such hurtful words from his mouth.
She raised her head in disbelief, only to find that the red figure that she had been pursuing for so many years had gradually walked away.
She stared at his back steadily and drops of blood fell from her palms to the ground. She couldn’t feel any pain because her heart was already twisted together.
Qin Feng Yi stood for a long time until the sun had set and the night wind blew slowly, her dull eyes regaining their energy.
After pondering it over repetitively, she felt that the reason why Huo Li Ruo treated her like this was because of her empress aunt. The more distanced and indifferent he was to her, the stronger her desire to conquer him became.
She had always believed that she was the only one in this world qualified to stand beside Huo Li Ruo and accompany him step by step as he ascended to the throne.
“You’re mine, and you can only be mine.” There was a look of madness in her eyes, and she whispered with a bit of ferocity: “I will kill anyone who wants to take you away.”
Early the next morning, Yu Qing Qian woke the other three up in the dormitory and arrived at the quiet garden at three.
Gong Hao and Qi Rui were dozing off against a tree respectively. When they saw the four people arriving, they immediately came up to greet them.
Yu Qing Qian asked them all to tie the sandbags she prepared to their legs, while she wrapped a layer of black iron around her calves.
“Your endurance is too poor, starting from today, I’ll train you to improve your endurance and explosive power.” She said to the several people and took the lead in running deeper into the garden.
Upon seeing this, the others followed her and began their hard training career.
Time passed little by little. Yu Qing Qian took them to train in the morning these days, then went to attend lessons when there were classes, and her life was quite fulfilling.
On the fifteenth day of this month, the full moon hung high in the sky. She quietly left the dormitory and headed towards the maple forest.
As soon as she stepped into the maple forest, she heard a distant, gentle flute tune.
Deep in the maple forest, a tall man in the forest stood with his back turned.
He held a flute and played it gracefully. The hazy moonlight scattered and shrouded his body, and the feel of a fallen immortal who seemed to be distanced from the mortal world grew stronger.
Yu Qing Qian didn’t disturb him. She walked over slowly and stopped not far away, folded her arms, and closed her eyes to listen to him playing the flute.
Far away from the clamour and strife of the apocalypse, she liked this quiet, tranquil, and soothing environment and music very much.
After finishing the song, Feng Chen took the flute away from his lips. He turned around and looked at Yu Qing Qian coolly. His voice was as sweet and cold as mellow, fragrant wine that had been fermented for many years, “You’re here!”
“I didn’t expect you to be a master of music too.” Yu Qing Qian opened her eyes and focused on the green jade flute.
She liked music and often took the time to study it thoroughly during the apocalypse. Naturally, she could hear that Feng Chen had deep attainments in music and he performed the song very vividly.
Feng Chen chuckled. He didn’t expect that Yu Qing Qian could listen to his song quietly to the end and might even be well versed in music.
“Can we begin?” He asked.
Yu Qing Qian smiled playfully, walked deep into the maple forest, jumped onto the largest tree, and sat down leisurely. Then she reached out and patted the empty seat beside her, looking down at Feng Chen, saying: “Come up and sit.”
Feng Chen pressed his lips together and didn’t object. He tapped his toes and sat down in that position.
“How are you going to absorb the poison in my body?” He turned his head, and his gaze was as clear as a bottomless deep well.
Yu Qing Qian raised the corners of her lips, leaned close to his ear, and whispered softly: “Just like when we were children.”